Sad, tearful & alone
With broken bones
I'm all alone
No one to help me off the floor
The hurt beating down on me
Why does mommy hurt me?
Her mood changes like a flip of a coin
She calls me her angel, playing with my hair
Then she hits me over and over again
Fear in heart, sadness in mind
Scenes change
I'm not alone
A man in front of me
Touching me
I don't like it
I tell him to stop
He doesn't care
He doesn't stop
I don't like it
I cry, I'm afraid
He tells me to be quiet
I cry more, he stops
Nights go by
Afraid to sleep
I pray mommy won't hurt me when I wake
From my sleep.
YOU ARE READING
Abuse pomes
ŞiirThis story is completed I hope u like it it's over it's sad is all I can say it's pretty much my life
